It's Just Another No-Lessons Week in Campus

[February Kadokawa]

Days later, things went back to normal. Eventually, Joselito and the others became good friends of mine, after I discussed with him about my cursed gift. The classroom has never been quieter than before as more new faces came to my wacky class section. Or maybe it was because we have a ninja sensei for our class moderator, who does nothing but read books and devise tactics to humiliate our rival class at the next room. The teachers as well as the students have lately become strangely at war, in a decent level I mean. That's probably because one of those annual Nanika High school festivities is just days away. And having been done with a week of an exam, two months later since the first day, we're all doing preparations to turn the entire campus into some kind of World's Fair. Can't wait to see what this year's music performers will do! I love music, by the way. And...

- Excerpt from February's memory-helping Notebook


It's just another busy afternoon.

"Um, anou..." A shy girl with lotsa ribbons on her hair and dress asked again for the nth time. "Are we really making a maid cafe for our class project? I'm kinda--

"Yup! We can't change plans now! Hatake-sensei's idea will surely beat the stupid 2-Cs' ramen shop!" The loudmouthed party queen reassured her doubtful classmates. "As long as we have February, the grand prize will be ours!"

Upon hearing her name, Feb crashed down from the ladder just as she reached to place the curtain decorations. Fortunately, she landed on the back of the ladder-holding peeping guy who seemed patiently waiting for that to happen and save her in an instant.

"Gomen." Then Feb smiled in gratitude as she stood. "I need to escape this place. I need to get back to the library." She silently spoke but just enough for some guys to hear. "Hmm... I wonder what Hatake-sensei actually had planned for the guys..."



Really sorry for the sudden fast forward of things. But seeing you guys as stumped as me in the ever-so-long first day of school (not even a first day of class, that's still registration day), I will be taking the punishment from moderators as I force everyone to this silly story, hoping to advance things and get back my fellow roleplayers' interest. Anywho, gomenasai.

[slade]

"Gah, a maid cafe." Joselito sat back lazily and kicked the chair in front of him (the bespecacled occupant slammed his face in front of the manga he was reading). "What's the guys supposed to do? Play as butlers or something?"

Just then the energetic girl in front, who acting as their event planner, pointed a finger at him and exclaimed: "That's a great idea!"

Then all of a sudden a hail of crumpled papers (and miscelaneous throwables) fell on him.

"Hey, at least it's better than crossdressing."

Again, the energetic girl pointed a finger at him.

Next thing Joselito knew, he was lying on a thorny bush looking at a window three stories up where his classmates threw down a few more crumpled papers.

"This scene looks strangely familiar..."


OOC: Sorry about the long absence. Life turns busy when I least expect it.

[Nanashi_Nin]

Nanashi sat around the classroom, watching as the students set up for the upcoming festivities. He smiled to himself and crossed his arms over his chest and walked up and down the middle isle, which was the only place he could actually walk without stepping on or tripping over any other decoration that was waiting to be placed along the classroom walls and hallways. He secretly loved the school festivities, but he never really never let himself go overboard and be in the spotlight.

"Heh, A Ramen shop, not a bad idea." The, currently quiet, student thought to himself. "but I like our idea better." He finished his thoughts as he turned to look over at the banner that Feb had just hung up. He seen her before but wasn't sure of himself if he had talked to her before or not. Not a full conversation or anything, just a simple 'hi' or something. Maybe? Oh well.

He moved over to an empty desk and sat on the edge of it, making sure he didn't put all of his weight on the desk. That would easily making him tip over and fall to the ground with a very heavy thud...and with his luck... it will cause a chain of events to make the whole class end up in ruins. ..well, He'll stand. Nanashi shifts away from the desk and just stands...still with his arms across his chest. Looking around the room.

Smiling at the progress, he started to move out into the hallway...until a streamer fell in his face. "Ugh," He muffles, pulling it away from his face. "Now I got to put this up." He looks over at the wall where it hung, then over for something. "Does anybody have the tape?! He yells, looking from side to side.

OOC: Oh my God, Sorry for taking basically a month to reply. But Cedar Point is a bitch with no Internet. >< I will have internet access fully in a week. But If I'm lucky, by this coming Monday! ^__^